"Forever, hm?" The look she gave him now was a little more tempered, thoughtful. Forever was, put bluntly, a long time. He seemed to deal with it well enough, considering everything, but she wasn't convinced people were ever meant to live that long. "Do you know how you came to be that way?"

Raine did recall his mention of people seeing death, however. If he could see how long she had left to live, and assuming her life wasn't untimely cut short, that would explain the question. "Another ten years, perhaps less," she said. There wasn't much weight to the words, but it wasn't quite offhanded, either. "Half-elves... age oddly. Unsteadily, I suppose. If I'm not killed, it will likely be a few hundred years before I show signs of aging again." That did give her pause, if only a little, for as much as she'd thought about it and come to some kind of terms with her lifespan, the reminder she was going to outlive the majority of the people she loved was not exactly a welcome one.